The world weighs heavy… like lines on a young face, or a soft sigh of sadness. Creatures of darkness we are in a world of light.
Can we never be happy? Do we deserve to be… Some of us are drowning in a waterless life, and some of us long for the sweet silence of eternity.
We can’t see our cage nor do we want to remember it is there because the bars are cool against our hot faces and bring relief to our burning minds.
We should never be content with life if our cheeks are drenched in hidden tears… but that is the life we lead due to the choices we make.
Can we break free and let our hearts fly again? Break the chains we’ve shackled to our souls and break down the walls we built?
Let the fear drop off our shoulders and turn our faces to the sun…walk through our own meadows of hopes and dreams,
where we look down fondly on the wildflowers where we had planted seeds so lovingly… let ourselves be wayward and drift with the currents of the longing in our hearts,
and grow roots at the top of our mountain where the light shines on to the horizon…